On the Edge....

...Some days I stand on the edge and watch humanity. It is a fickle, little thing, but it passes time ever so slowly. I see people playing/planning out their lives in such linear fashions. I giggle to myself. Do they really think "it" works like that??? Do they really think the Creator is so simple to create a Plan A and a Plan B? Why can't they get it?! They are his Beloved Ones after all, created in His perfection. Life isn't like a number line, in which your accomplishments and expectations are to be met with a chronological reference to time and age. It doesn't work like that at all. Can't they see the lines? Can they see the synapses? For every action there is a reaction and energy moves through it all. Energy flows through the synapses of life. Their thoughts create their pathways. Well...in a sense. You see, the Beloved Ones think it. And their thought begets energy. The energy is like a beacon for the Creator's workers.  Then the workers start creating the pathways of the Beloved's thought in the physical realm. But these silly, little beings extinguish their own beacon of energy before the Creator's workers can finish the task. Hahahahhahaha...stupids.

I try to help them. These Beloveds. But they mock me instead. They wonder and question how I know what I know instead of utilizing what I know. They think I go around seeking their information and their secrets. Silly beings. There are no secrets in the spiritual realm. All things are out in the open. Their eyes are just not open to see what is so plainly written...

An excerpt from In the Beginning: The Guardians  by Patricia Lockhart